POEM: Solitude of Summer

Solitude of Summer-by MW Hardwick In the solitude of SummerafternoonI smell the true meaning of lifeIn the slow gentle rain and wispy breeze of the Hill Country —I feel my body relaxing and my heart awakeningIn the stillness of my being and sweet smell of a summer rain andBoggy smells and sounds of Loneman Creek I am now one with nature—Self-aware.I STOP …One with Nature… Take a deep breath … then another…then anotherI now feel relaxed.. as the warm rain of Summer engulfs me Clear mind. I put a smile on my face.